Childhood Memories 3: Cousin like a twin

I've got a cousin, which is only a few days younger than me. We don't live far away from each other, so we've spent a lot time together, playing and all.

The only thing is that, maybe we're similar now, we were totally different when we were little kids. I was like a little adventurer, always looking for candies, always walking somewhere, looking for secrets and all. He was the cautious type, didn't play on the playground, wouldn't play with animals and generally stayed out of trouble.

This is a very old memory. I was around 3-4 years old, so was he. There was a hole, because someone wanted to dig a well. And I really wanted to just take a look at what was inside. My cousin started crying, worried that I could fell in the hole. When my mother dragged me away, he stopped crying, but I started. When she let me go, I stopped crying and he started again. So my mother left us alone to let us deal with our little problems.

Eventually I saw what was inside the hole (nothing) and we started playing in the sand. Yay for happy endings!